She is a song not many hear,
She is wind chimes, chai tea, and floral print,
She is aphrodite .

She is a delicate touch,
She is a wild will,
She is Diana.

She has held my heart for many years

She is a will-o-wisp,
Lost and found ,
Unsure of herself.

But, I see you,
I see you in so many beautiful things,
I see you in sunrises on the deck in cloud decked coffee,
I see you in spring when the snow crous open
I see you in the fiery fall maple standing tall ready to with stand the brutality of winter,
Only to grow and find a new spring.
The sparrow who withstands ALL things and still sings her song upon the breeze.

You were a love I thought I lost,
Your kisses live rent free in my mind,
Your smile branded on my heart,
You made me realize intimacy isn’t just this or that,
It is in all things and for that I thank you .